Chapter 210 A Fight Between Wealthy Wives? That's Quite Interesting!



Let's start with Nie Yao.

At that moment, he was near Lvsun Island, shopping for daily necessities with Yue Zhongqi at a market in a boat-dwelling area.

As they passed a fishing tackle and gun shop, he heard the owner say in the local language, "Hurry those Chinese-speaking women and children into the cabin and don't let them out."

The subordinate said, "Hey!"

Nie Yao is no less skilled in languages ​​than Nie Zhao.

Although he is not like Nie Zhao, who can speak fluent Mandarin, he is fluent in Japanese and Filipino, knows a little Khmer, and can even switch fluently between American and British English.

After staying here for a while, he also discovered that there was a large number of women and children who had been trafficked from the mainland and were used for hard labor and prostitution. There were even child prostitutes who made him feel physically nauseous.

He gradually discovered that as the battle dragged on, portraits of people like Yue Zhongqi and Chen Ke were widely circulated among the local residents. Basically, wherever they went, the local residents would tip them off, and the pirates would run away.

Because their large ships were anchored nearby, the locals didn't dare to open fire directly. However, whenever the international police passed by, they would hide the red-light district, women, and children.

Nie Yao had been playing dead. After all, he was an outsider, didn't care about anything, and would just watch coldly.

But the group of international police treated him exceptionally well. For example, Yue Zhongqi hesitated for a long time at the convenience store, but only took out 30 pesos to buy the cheapest cigarettes, which didn't even have a filter. Then he took out another 200 pesos: "Damn it."

Nie Yao rolled his eyes and said in English, "Nestlé coffee, thank you."

They're always in the mountains or on the road, so instant coffee is definitely more convenient. But Nie Yao doesn't like instant coffee. He used to have strict requirements for the origin of the coffee beans. In the Philippines, coffee is a culture, and there are coffee shops of all sizes everywhere. He actually prefers freshly ground coffee, although freshly ground coffee is more expensive.

However, he only glanced at the coffee shop not far away before turning around and going there. A little while later, he came back with a hot cup of coffee, of course, just the simplest Americano, but said, "Drink it quickly."

He added, "Back then, we had an intelligence superior who also loved to drink this. He would yawn if he didn't drink it for a day. I understand how you feel. Of course, you can't tell Captain Chen that our expenses are currently seriously exceeding the limit."

Nie Yao rolled his eyes and said in broken Mandarin, "It's because your Captain Chen is too old-fashioned. The Nie family can afford it."

Their funding was mostly sponsored by the Nie family, so how could Nie Zhao be short of money?

But when asked if he needed funding, Chen Ke said he didn't, he had plenty.

But then he turned around and ordered everyone to be frugal and thrifty.

Nie Yao admired Chen Ke, who was the most capable fighter he had ever met, but he also disliked him because of Chen Ke. He was the only one in the team who got to eat steak; the others would at most eat what he left over. As for the rest of them, they ate like monks.

As he prepared to return, he glanced back at the shop that was said to be hiding mainland women and children, ultimately choosing to remain silent. He then asked Yue Zhongqi, "Where is your coffee-loving, intelligence-gathering superior?"

Yue Zhongqi sighed: "Because he liked to associate with the petty bourgeoisie, he was dragged by the young revolutionaries to ride in a jet plane."

Nie Yao, of course, couldn't understand: "Where did the plane fly to?"

Yue Zhongqi almost blurted out that back then, there was only one outcome of riding a jet plane: meeting the King of Hell.

But as the saying goes, one should not wash one's dirty linen in public, and since that incident had already passed, he didn't say any more about it.

Don't get your hopes up. They're on an international mission right now, which will boost national prestige and demonstrate national power.

Moreover, back in Vietnam, the cycle was four years, with each military region completing one cycle – a kind of rotation war. The situation was far more brutal than it is now. Unlike now, where they wear the epaulets of international police, every extra day they stay here means an extra day of coverage by international journalists, and the name "Chai Na" is inevitably featured in global news.

Thinking of this, the slight sadness he felt earlier vanished, and he said, "I'll down this in one gulp. We should head back now."

Coffee isn't alcohol, so you can't just gulp down a whole cup in one go.

Nie Yao was unhappy and shoved the coffee at Yue Zhongqi, saying, "You drink it, I'm not drinking it."

"Look, you're angry again. Oh dear, hurry up and drink up, my dear. You still have to stay up late tonight to help me write my report. If you're not in good spirits, my article won't be published in the newspaper. Hurry up, drink up."

Yue Zhongqi tried to coax a child by shoving coffee towards Nie Yao's lips, but Nie Yao was already angry: "I won't drink it."

He added, "I have no inspiration today either, so you'll have to write the report yourself."

Although he was soft-spoken and effeminate, his literary skills were undeniable. Ever since he started writing reports, Yue Zhongqi was praised by his superiors in telegrams every day, who said he had a clear mind and good writing skills. In fact, Nie Yao was the ghostwriter for him.

But this guy would stop every now and then, using a lack of inspiration as an excuse to go on strike, which made Yue Zhongqi so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

But then his eyes lit up, and he suddenly said, "Oh, think back to that night, Mrs. Nie, in the blink of an eye, with two knives and a gun, she took down the female bandit in three moves..."

Nie Yao immediately took the coffee, took a big gulp, and said, "Stop keeping me in suspense, tell me the whole story at once. I'll help you write your report tonight."

That's right, men fighting is commonplace and not very entertaining.

But when women fight, especially when a wealthy woman fights, that can be quite interesting.

Yue Zhongqi had only met Chen Rou once, but he embellished her story with various exaggerated details. He told it not only to his subordinates but also to Nie Yao. His main point was that he would tell her a little bit whenever someone got emotional. He had already told almost 108 chapters of her story.

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